What's it like to be a full-time mother, full-time high school English teacher, part-time college English instructor, part time graduate student and still find time to train? My goal is to qualify for Western States someday. Stay tuned ....

Friday, April 26, 2013

First of all, let me start off by saying that Josam is a personal friend of mine and someone who has come to represent to me the true heart of a runner. He is encouraging, inspirational and pushes you to keep going "just a little further" because that is exactly what he does.

I first met Josam in 2012 when we were training for Ragnar Relay Napa 2012. After several months of training and prepping for Ragnar ,we finally got to spend almost 48 hours together in van traversing almost 200 miles while all 12 of us runners each ran our legs of the relay. It was a TOTAL BLAST!! Ragnar will stand out as one of the most memorable races that I have done mostly because of the awesome people I got to spend time with and the lessons I have learned from each one. Let me tell you a little secret: If you can spend 48 hours travelling around in a van with 11 other stinky, hungry and tired runners and when the relay is over, you still like each other, well you know you have a FRIEND for LIFE!

Josam has been on an incredible weight loss journey and in a very short period of time, he has not only lost a ton of weight, but he has gone from running a 12K to becoming an ULTRA-MARATHONER. In fact, in just a few weeks, he will be running his first 100K and a bunch of our Ragnar team members will be heading up to the race location to pace and support him in this endeavor. We are all very proud and look to him for inspiration. As you read through his interview questions, I think you will agree that he has come far in a very short period of time. I hope that you too will be inspired.

Rachel - First of all I want to
congratulate you on an amazing journey that you have had! There has been an
incredible transformation in your life and you have lost quite a bit of weight
because of it. How did this transformation come about and how did running play
a part?

Josam
- Prior to 2011, my wife and I would have goals of losing weight. In January
2011, I told my wife that I’m going to end this and would challenge myself to
lose weight. My weight was 245 lbs. and I didn’t have any end goal. I just want
to lose weight and see where it goes from there. I’m very patient in losing
weight and didn’t care how long it takes as long as I see progress being made.

I
had lunch with my friend, Rich(ard) Mijares, the first/second Friday of January
2011, and he asked me if I want to run the 100th Bay to Breakers. My
first question was “How far is the run?”. He said 12k about 7.5 miles. The
longest I’ve run before is about 5 miles around Lake Merced in San Francisco
and that was in high school. Next, he said it’s the first time they are giving
away medals and it’s not until May. I said “OK, I’ll sign-up.” It’s perfect
timing since I’m trying to lose weight. He said we’ll run a 5k race before Bay
to Breakers to get your feet wet.

Rachel - What has been the most
difficult issue when dealing with being overweight and running?

Josam
- Overweight is too nice of a word. I was obese and started running the next
day after my lunch with Rich. I wore my skechers at the time since that’s the
only pair of “running” shoes I have. I went for about a mile run just around my
neighborhood. I noticed immediately I was out of shape. It was hard to breathe
while running.

Rachel - Do you believe there are
stereotypes of being an overweight runner? Have you had to deal with this
yourself and how have you handled it?

Josam
- My first 5k I saw lots of runners in all shapes and sizes, so I don’t think
there are stereotypes. I didn’t hear anything said about me that would offend
me. The running community I believe is composed of intelligent and well
mannered people. The funny thing is I never heard some of my friends say the
word “FAT” until now that I’ve lost a lot of weight.

Rachel - What has been the biggest
lesson you have learned about yourself and your body because of running?

Josam
- I love running. Because of running, I have learned a lot about my body on how
much it needs to eat and how much it can burn. I’m very good in Math, so
running and eating became like a game. I didn’t count calories. I’m a big rice
eater, so I started reducing my rice intake to 8 oz. cooked for lunch and same
for dinner. After six months, I reduced my rice intake to 6 oz. then now to 4
oz. for lunch and not much carbs for dinner unless I have a race end of the
week.

Rachel - How has running helped you
with your physical and mental health?

Josam
- Before running, I used to have headaches and sometimes get dizzy. Because of
running, I feel good physically and mentally. My blood test results are all in
control and within the good range.

Rachel - How has the circle of
friends and family accepted the “new you?”

Josam
- They are all very supportive and happy for me. I just hope at least one or
more of them would try running and see the benefits of it.

Rachel - How have your eating habits
changed since you began this journey and has this made you a better runner?

Josam
- One thing I said to myself before losing weight is I want to eat anything I
like and want. My taste buds have changed and eating salad for dinner sounds so
delicious. I’m staying away from fried stuff and fatty foods most of the time.
I eat in proportion now where I used to eat at buffets and really stuff myself
for no reason.

Rachel - You just finished running
AR50 on April 6, 2013 and on May 4, 2013 you will be running MIWOK 100. You
have come a long in a very short time. Where do you
see your journey taking you next?

Josam
- My goal for AR50 was to finish under 11 hours and have fun. I have
accomplished my goal at AR50 which qualifies me for WS100. I hope to get picked
in the lottery and run WS100. Miwok 100k is to prepare me for my first 100
miler in July, TRT100. My journey is to keep running and checking off all these
races in my 50 gallon bucket list. The beauty of running is I get to explore
new places, sometimes making family vacations. Running is definitely not a boring
sport if you go places.

Rachel - What advice would you give
to someone who is overweight and wants to start running but isn’t sure where to
start?

Josam
- I’m lucky that my first pair of running shoes I fell in love right away and
worked for me. I would say spend the money on shoes. My running clothes I try
to find on clearance or outlets and spend less there. Happy feet and legs will
make you run more and love it. I find that signing-up for a race is a big
motivator. It is always in the back of my mind that I have to train.

Rachel - Will you come back and give
me another interview on ultra-running?

Josam
- Of course, I love talking about running. I’m a student of the sport and will
continue learning as long as I keep on running. Thank you for the interview.

Monday, January 21, 2013

Heading out for a training run with her SPARTAN BEAST T-shirt.

It’s time for this RUNNERCHIK and mama to brag a little.

This photo is of my oldest daughter; the daughter who has
been one of my biggest supporters as I ran race and race and upped my miles and
challenges over the years. This is also the daughter who looked at me about
three or four years ago and told me: “I’m not a runner OK?!? I’ll never be like
you!”

She played soccer all throughout middle school and high
school and as a sophomore she joined the cross country team so she could use
the running as part of her soccer conditioning. Running three miles was EXTREME!
She vowed she would not run more than that. In fact, she did join me for a
few 5Ks over the years but told me that was her max distance.

Fast forward to senior year in high school. I’m in the
kitchen cooking dinner and she comes in after school and tells me that she has
finally decided on a topic for her Senior Project: RUNNING. My jaw dropped but
I kept my composure as any good runner knows how to do. Then she proceeded to
tell me that she wanted to sign up for a half-marathon and wanted me to be her
coach and mentor.

After she picked me up off the floor, and could speak again,
I asked her all the necessary questions and then did what any good
mother-runner and coach would do: I convinced her to sign up for a MARATHON
instead. I mean c’mon!! This is a SENIOR PROJECT we’re talking about. :) My
only criteria was that if I agreed to mentor and train her, she had to COMMIT
and could not quit. We had a deal.

Training commenced that summer and I trained and mentored
her for the 6 months leading up to the marathon. There were tears, struggles
and arguments. I remember when I took her out for her first 5-mile run, and she
told me up on the levee: “I hate this!! I AM NOT A RUNNER!” I told her to keep
running. I taught her about hydration and electrolytes and showed her how
mentally she is stronger than she ever thought she was.

There were moments of joy and laughter. The girl who said
she would never run more than three miles was now running 10 – 22 miles on the weekends and 3 - 5 miles almost everyday during the week.
Not every one of those runs was easy. Some were downright painful, both
emotionally and physically. She learned when to eat and when not to eat and
what to eat before and after a run and what NOT to eat before a run. Trial and error.
That’s what training runs are for right? One of my favorite moments was a Friday
night where were preparing for our long run the following day. The weekend before
we had run 18 miles and the next day was a 10-mile training run. She looked at
me and said: “We’re only running 10 miles tomorrow?!?” Ha! Could it be, that this Runnerchik might
have a runner for a daughter?

She finished that MARATHON. Every. Single. Mile. We cried as
we crossed the finish line and I was so proud when they put that medal around
her neck. It was one of the best days of my life with her.

She never looked back and has now run several races and in
2012 even got into OCRs with me. Her race calendar for 2013 is taking shape and
while in 2011 she told me she doubted she would ever run a marathon again, this
year she said she wants to run another one. Ha! I think the “runner bug” has
bitten her.

Right now she is out running 10 miles. Alone. This is what
she wanted to do today on her day off.

Saturday, January 12, 2013

There comes
a point in every runner’s life when they must decide to challenge themselves
and “up the stakes.” And that is what I decided to do for 2013 when I signed up
for my first 50K for March, giving me about 2 ½ months to train for it.

For those of
you who may not know my story, I’ve been a runner since about 2005, when I
decided to train and run my first marathon. Up to that point I had never even
run a race/event before and I had about 3 months to train for it. I vowed I
would run or walk it, but I would finish it no matter what and no matter how
long it took me. I have never looked back since the day I crossed the finish
line of the San Francisco Nike Women’s marathon. I proceeded to run 6 more
marathons after that, countless half marathons, 10K’s etc. and even got into
obstacle course racing in 2012 because I needed a new challenge.

At the end
of 2012 I needed a new challenge that the road marathon was just not offering
to me anymore, so I bit the bullet and decided to sign up for my first ultra. I
knew that by signing up for an ultra I would be running trails which I knew
would be tougher than training on roads and involved training on hills which
are almost non-existent where I live and require about 1 ½ to 2 hours of travel
time in order to train or race. But I wanted this. I had run some small trail
events earlier in ’06 and ’07 but had gotten away from them when I got heavy
into road racing, but I recalled how I felt out on the trails and how it
combines two things I love dearly: hiking and running. So I signed up for the
lottery for Way Too Cool and I got picked. Now what?!? There are very few trails around where I live and practically no hills even worth mentioning. Travel I must.

My first
training for the ultra took me up to Mt. Diablo where I ran 12 miles of hills
with an elevation gain of about 2000 ft. The following week, I kicked the
training up a notch when my friends asked me if I wanted to run a trail
marathon in Woodside amongst the redwoods, ferns and banana slugs. How could I
say no to something new and exciting like that? Did I mention the elevation
gain was about 3700 ft?

So with my
ultra about 2 months away, I signed up for a trail marathon on January 5th
at the suggestion of two outstanding friends and ultra-runners; trail rock
stars really (you know who you are). A husband and wife team that are just all
around AWESOME people and not just because they’re runners.

January 5th
I woke at 4 AM after getting about 4 hours of sleep (who can sleep before a
marathon?!?) and got ready. Body Glide was slathered everywhere I suspected I
might get a blister or chafe, and I dressed in UA long pants, long sleeve UA shirt
and waterproof NF running jacket as rain was predicated. It was COLD.
Weatherman predicted the lows to be in the mid to low 30’s and the highs to be
in the low 50’s. This California girl doesn’t do cold too well and my idea of
“fun” is at least 80 degrees. I’m in heaven when it’s in the 90’s. But I
digress…

My rock star
friends picked me up at 5 am and I scarfed down a piece of toast with peanut
butter and some orange juice in the car. My Camelbak was packed with gels,
Sport Legs, jelly beans and Shot Blocks. I was nervous and excited all at once.
After all, I’d already run 7 marathons to date. This would be my 8th.
I know what 26.2 miles feels like. I know what my body feels like at about mile
20. I know how my knees hate me the last 6 miles. I know what my brain begins
to do when I hit my wall. I got this. I knew it was going to be tougher than a
road marathon, mainly because of the hills and the elevation but running on
dirt is also better on the body than running on the blacktop so I was ready for
this new challenge. As we neared Huddart Park and King’s Mountain, the beauty
of the area engulfed me. My resolve was the same as my first marathon: FINISH
NO MATTER WHAT.

One of the
coolest things about trail racing is the laid back environment of the start
line and the casual attitude of the runners. Typically I have heard that these
event are much smaller venues and this run had about 250 runners. Similarly,
the welcoming of runners as they got out of their cars and approached the bib
pick up was so drastically different from the often stressed culture of the
road racing expos. Obviously the trail events are much smaller venues but
nevertheless it was a drastic change from what I was used to as runners called
out each other’s names and hugging commenced and stories of past trail races
ensued. I was grateful I was an outsider this one time so I could always look
back and cherish this moment, as I knew that next time it would be my name that
would be called out and I would be the one hugging these rock star trail
racers. I drank it all in. The smiles, the enthusiasm, the support each runner
gave to one another.

Bibs on.
Camelbaks checked. Gloves on. Laces tied just the way I like ‘em. Directions
about the trail were given. I was listening but did I hear everything? Apparently
colored ribbons were tied to trees and bushes along the way. One color for the
50K, another for the marathon, another for the half marathon etc. I had this
brief moment of panic where I hoped I would remember the color I was to look
out for as there would be no “mile markers” along the way as most road racers
are used to. Was it the blue and then the pink or the pink and then the blue?
And the polka dot ribbons? What were they for?!? Oh crap… the “gun” went off
and we were heading toward the trail head. It was 8:30 am and it was a
beautiful day. The three of us stuck together for the first mile or so and then
it was just “rock star wife” and I and her “rock star husband” stayed behind to
pace us and make sure we made the cutoff by 11:45. He is an experienced trail
runner and has done many ultras before, so it felt good knowing he would make
sure we made the cutoff. This was not going to be an easy elevation gain and in
fact was going to be harder than my ultra.

How can I
show in words the absolute beauty of this place? It’s no wonder many trail
runners don’t and won’t run road races; the beauty they would have to give up
would be an enormous sacrifice. As I settled into a comfortable pace, I was
elated to be running my first trail marathon and I took in all the beauty
around me. I kept my focus though, as I knew that despite the beauty around me
this was NOT going to be easy.

The first 12
miles were a constant climb. I remembered what a fellow runner and good friend
had told me days before: “Run the flats and walk the hills.” So I took his
advice and did that for the most part, but honestly there were moments where I
ran the hills too just because it felt SO GOOD!! The second water station was at
mile 12 and we had to be there by 11:45, which was the cutoff time for the
marathon. I was at mile 8 around 10:20 when I saw Mr. Sunshine (another awesome
trail runner) who told me to hurry as I had a little over an hour to get to the
cutoff. I was a little nervous only because I didn’t know the trail and I knew
it was ALL UP HILL, and I had no idea how my body would react to the extra
push. But I RAN. There was NO WAY I was not going to reach that water station
by 11:45. I passed “rock star husband” along the way as he had passed me at
some point and he told me that as long as I stayed ahead of him I would make
the cutoff. He was making sure his pace stayed consistent.

The closer I
got to the water station the tougher the hills became. And the switchbacks
never seemed to end!! When I thought I had to be getting close to some FLAT
part on the trail, I saw yet another hill and another switchback. And then,
there it was: water station#2 (which
would also be water station #3 on the way back), never looked so good. And the
buffet! Did I mention the BUFFET?!?

Salty and sweet. Whatever you wanted was
there. Even SODA! Yes, SODA! Little white Dixie cups filled with Pepsi (at
least I think it was Pepsi). It could have been Coke which is not my favorite
but at that point I didn’t care. It was SODA!! I don’t know about you but when
I run road marathons there comes a point in the marathon (usually about mile 18
– 20 or so), where I begin craving a nice tall glass of soda. Preferably a
Pepsi. And there they were, these little Dixie cups filled with the bubbly
goodness of soda. I ate potatoes dipped in salt, potato chips, and Shot Blocks
for dessert. Gosh that food was good!! I refilled my Camelback with water and
we were off running again. 12 miles down, 14.2 to go. I got this.

There was
something about reaching that water station that was somewhat miraculous and
beastly all at the same time and now that the toughest part of the trail was
behind us, we relaxed a bit. We were no longer pressured by time, and while we
did not just take our time, we did not have the pressure of a cutoff time
anymore so we were able to relax a little and get into our groove. From mile 12
to 14 we were travelling uphill again. I was feeling really good especially
after all the food so I ran and got a really good pace going. We had been
consistently taking our gels and Sports Legs the first 12 miles and I was
feeling really well. Around mile 17 we came back to the second water station
(now #3) and once again took in some fluids and a tiny bit of food.

Now for the
downhills. Ha! Who doesn’t love a good downhill? I know I do, and thankfully I
had been smart enough to trim every single one of my toenails to guarantee that
I didn’t get an “instant pedicure.” LOL… The three of us got into a really nice
groove and we ran for quite a bit. Now that the up hills were done for the most
part it felt like we were flying!

I cannot say
enough good things about the other runners on this trail. Not only did many of
them know each other, but even the ones who didn’t were friendly and
supportive. No matter the runner’s pace, almost every runner had something
positive to say to other runners as they passed or as they were being passed.
It was very motivating.

Mile 21, we
come up on water station #4 and I was VERY happy to see everyone there. I
immediately went looking for the potatoes on that buffet table. I dipped each
one in salt again and tasted each carb for the goodness it was. Then I was
eating peanut M & M’s and then I was eating Oreos. Oh my gosh! Oreos never
tasted so good!! I don’t know how many I ate but I washed them down with soda.
I know, gross right? Oreos are meant to ONLY be eaten with MILK but that was
BEFORE I became a TRAIL RUNNER. LOL

The last 5
miles were in many ways the hardest. Despite not having to deal with hills, my
knees were beginning to ache a little and the tips of my toes were beginning to
hurt and I was taking some walking breaks here and there. At about mile 23 or
24 I got a bit dizzy and had to stop and take some more Shot Blocks. The
dizziness went away but my knees were still whining. We started to run again
and we ran until we saw Mr. Sunshine waiting for us not too far from the finish
line. He said something about “so many mile to the finish line,” but all I
heard was “FINISH LINE” so I dug down DEEP and found every bit of energy I had
left and ran to the finish. I crossed that finish line like I do EVERY race,
both hands in the air, fingers in a “V” for victory and smiled for the camera.

My first
TRAIL MARATHON was in the books.

My body felt
SO GOOD. My core was strong, I wasn’t winded and I still had some energy left.
My knees were hurting a bit but I knew that was to be expected considering all
the hills. Overall, I had to admit that my body actually felt BETTER after
running a trail marathon than it did when I run road marathons. The way I felt
at the end of this race is typically how I feel around mile 20 of a road race.
I could handle that.

I once again
headed to the buffet table. I had lentil soup (YUM) and pumpkin pie and
bananas. Then we piled in the car and headed for the nearest restaurant with a
bunch of the other runners. Refueling is a MUST.

It was a two
hour drive back after we ate and by the time I was dropped off at my house, I
was a little stiff getting out of the car. Have you ever seen the YouTube video
of runners AFTER they have run a marathon? Ha! Yeah, I looked like one of those
people on the video. I was a sight I’m sure as I tried to maintain my dignity
as I hobbled to my front door.

What ensued
is pretty hilarious because after a hot shower I literally CRASHED. I fell
asleep on the couch and that is where I remained until someone woke me up to
eat. I managed a few bites and was out again until morning. I remember nothing
except a VERY deep sleep. I hurt so good!! By morning, and despite feeling it
in my quads, I was ready to go back and do it again. Oh yeah! I proceeded to
get online and start looking for another trail run that I could sign up for
before the Ultra in March. I found one: Montara Trail run in Pacifica on
February 24. Just about two weeks before my Ultra. Another Trail Marathon. BRING IT!! I’m hooked!

Rachel

About Me

----I can honestly say that I am happy where I am today and very,very content to be in the place that I am in right now. This is probably the happiest I have been in years.
I am a divorced mother of two, and I am first and foremost a mother to my two beautiful daughters. Secondly, I am a runner (www.facebook.com/lifeinthedayofarunner)with the objective of running the American River 50, the Western 100 and maybe someday a Half Ironman and if I'm still kickin' then maybe someday a full Ironman. Thirdly, I am an English teacher. I love my job and get a lot of satisfaction from what I do. I have an amazing job teaching high school English and in the evenings, teaching English at the local Community College. Both are equally challenging and inspiring and I receive a lot of satisfaction from both. Lastly, I am a warrior, waging a war against the invisible enemy that attempts to destroy my body with rheumatoid arthritis. In my spare time(I know... there isn't much left), I run and train for races by logging miles in town or by going up to the hills and training there. I am a survivor...